If the armored convoy was initially traveling at a speed that was like driving on a city traffic line late at night, then it is now the evening rush hour. The bottom deck is covered with a slippery substance like seaweed, which looks like some kind of organic grease.
Without the assault tank at the front to cut and scoop up the thick layer of material on the bottom deck like an asphalt road, the tracks of the rear vehicles would most likely slip on the bottom deck.
This kind of crawler track was designed with various use environments in mind. Even the softest mud on the earth cannot trap an armored vehicle equipped with this kind of crawler track and matching engine. Even if the traveling speed is slow, the armored convoy is still moving in the right direction.
The direction moved forward steadily. The emperor arranged the command vehicle behind the assault tank, guiding the direction like a navigator in the Age of Discovery. The spiritual radiance he exuded was at both the physical universe and the etheric sea.
It provides guidance to combatants with two different talents. Whether they are genetically modified warriors or mystics, they can clearly see Him, which brings a great sense of security to the mortal soldiers of the First Secret Regiment.
Although they are elite soldiers recruited and trained by the Emperor and Regent from all over the world, they are still mortals, and the horrific scenes on the bottom deck of the core of Attilan Star Fortress cannot but burden their minds. Especially when the earthquake-like scenery along the seaside is impossible.
With the slight tremors spreading upward from the core support structure of Attilan Star Castle, the terrifying and indescribable roars are even more chilling, as if a war is taking place in the lightless depths. This unknown fear is very harmful to mortals.
It's an almost unbearable pressure.
Two similar giant beasts collided together, and the steel bracket between them was as soft as dough.
Similar bat wings and similar recurved horns make them look hateful. One of the giant beasts holds a silver giant sword tightly with a demonic behemoth, and the huge leather throat pouch in the throat of the other giant beast shrinks rapidly.
, opened his mouth and roared out a sound wave visible to the naked eye, and the hundred-meter-long channel was shattered into nanoscale powder, along with the big black horn on the head of another giant beast and part of his own mandible. The pain caused the man holding the silver giant sword to
The giant beast roared, but it still thrust the sword into the enemy's curved spine covered with bone spurs, even though its enemy pierced its neck with a mouthful of sharp teeth and swallowed its blood like a vampire swallowing its soul.
, it was still vigorously stirring the silver giant sword. The corrosive black blood splashed out like a waterfall, and small translucent snakes grew out after spreading all over the dark steel deck. The silver sword body reflected the other giant sword.
The shadows of beasts and their hateful eyes.
The creatures once named Blackcard Burtgun and Maximus used sharp teeth, long claws and talents to bite each other. With endless hatred in their eyes, they bit off each other's flesh and blood and swallowed each other's blood.
It seems that he wants to eat the other person completely into his stomach. This is a ritual behavior, a sacrificial behavior, and a self-centered behavior originating from the subconscious mind of the same individual. Formerly named Black Card Burt Gang and Maxim
None of these creatures realize that they act entirely on instinct. Everything in the past has become uncontrollable due to the incitement of extreme emotions. They no longer have the rationality they once had, only emotions and hormones such as adrenaline that never fade.
Dominated everything.
Illusory little snakes spit out letters and swim in the shadows, as if they are in water. They use their mouths to spit out the venom of their thoughts, chase small alien creatures that cannot escape in time, and swallow them into their bellies - it is so cold here
It's terrible, but there is boiling molten iron in the lower layer, which is a miracle caused by the meltdown of the heat dissipation pipe of the plasma reactor. The solid water molecules mined by the Inhumans from the lunar soil are gradually pulled into the lower layer by gravity through circulation, which takes hundreds of years.
Time comes here and becomes part of the never-ending sublimation and solidification cycle, becoming the never-ending white rainstorm on the bottom deck of this core area - anger, desire, shame, longing, the venom brewed by various emotions constitutes the poisonous snake itself, and also
They constitute today's Black Card Burt Gang and Maximus. Their bodies are no longer pure matter, and the mass converted into ether energy provides a tough body. Black Card Burt Gang can easily use
The sharp claws that shred the iron wall of the water tank grabbed the bat wings on the backs of the blood brothers, but they were unable to penetrate the membrane that was thinner than the iron wall.
[Traitor! Coward...kill! Blood!]
[The same blood bleeds in our bodies, brother...idiot!]
Even now, the thoughts of Black Card Burt and Maximus are still colliding in the etheric plane, creating visible fire. The complete and rational thoughts that were originally possessed by intelligent creatures have been polluted, and the gap between reality and dreams
There are no boundaries, and the images reflected in each other's eyes are distorted and magnified, adding more malice. The shadows around their eyes are burning with seas of fire and piled skulls. Every inch of the air is filled with violence, blood and carnival. They are just
They are roaring, venting their chaotic thoughts, using violent and chaotic language to express their crazy opinions, laughing wildly to express smiles, and hurting each other to express intimacy.
Nothing here is normal, even the time arrow of the macrophysics of the material universe has been slightly affected. The broken body climbed up the steep slope with difficulty. After a few seconds, the cut wounds and blood vessels began to heal, and after a while
After the rising black smoke, everything returned to its original state. The boundary between death and life was not obvious, and the breeze blowing in the air made its newly grown skin and muscles feel a pleasant tingling.
[We have never controlled our own destiny from beginning to end...You will die in my hands...even now!]
Bright tears dripped from the pupils of Blackcard Burt's eyes that had just turned into beasts, as if they were the humanity squeezed out of its body. Then the tears dried up with anger, and chaos and madness took over again.
A certain voice urged it to open its mouth and spit out deadly sound waves - the air compressed by the sound waves emitted violent sonic booms. As soon as Blackcard Burt turned his head, everything he looked at turned into powder - it attacked feelings.
He reached a hostile position, but the silver giant sword and sharp claws thrust out from another direction. The movement was so fast that Blackcard Burtgun's enhanced dynamic vision could not see clearly.
If it looks more carefully, it will find that the hilt of the giant sword in Maximus's hand has grown together with his arm, becoming a living organ. If it looks more carefully, it will find that the hilt of the giant sword in Maximus's hand has grown into a living organ.
There is not only the giant sword in the body, but also the blood vessels extending from Maximus's body. The shape of the material universe is becoming less and less important to them, and they are using all means to absorb each other's soul and power.
This is what the whispering thoughts in their souls urge them to do, which want to be restored to wholeness, to use them as a possession to come to the physical universe, and to use their bodies in the physical universe to protect themselves from expulsion.
"We are one."
Maximus struggled to utter a sentence with his hyena-like mutated muzzle. They did not hear, except for the sound of sharp teeth tearing skin apart and metal cutting bones, there were also inexplicable and imperceptible frantic drumming and blowing around them.
The sound sounded on the curtain behind the material universe. Maximus saw two rows of dark-skinned slaves walking in neat steps, walking to and stopping just in front of it and Blackcade Burt, completely undisturbed by their fight.
, as if time and space had stopped. Maximus saw the naked bodies of these slaves covered with gold and gems, and their slender, non-human-like faces full of pride and indifference. He raised the trumpet to a thick
In front of his lips, chaotic and ecstatic playing sounds sounded, cutting the listener's eardrums like a knife.
"I saw fate. We were supposed to be in the same body, but fate separated us before we were born. We should return to the dreamland together, my dear brother, that is the place where we traveled before we were born. You and I are the same
As one, we once explored the mysteries of the universe there, where we will live with the gods of dreams until eternity, where we will see the universe die and be reborn. That is our origin, my dear brother. Our original
They are the angels in the dream. Now our mission has been completed, and we have guided the Inhumans onto the path of truth."
Blackcade Burt saw nothing and heard nothing.
Anger burning his mind, Blackcard Burt grabbed the corners of Maximus's head with his claws, opened his mouth and poured sound waves towards the latter's head. The skin was the first to turn into powder, and the bloody muscles were also half-way through.
Seconds later, it was covered by glass, and then by the distorted cartilage composed of eyeballs and ether energy. The black skull withstood the baptism of sound waves with extraordinary hardness, but even the distorted bones cracked under the high-frequency vibration. Just then
When Blackcade Burt was about to crush Maximus's head, the latter slashed the silver giant sword at himself and cut off one of Blackcade Burt's arms. Maximus finally escaped.
It was free of restraints, but it couldn't see anything at the moment. It screamed in anger and waved its giant sword wildly, driving away everything that came close to it.
Blackcard Burt just roared and backed away.
The deck cracked due to their fight, and the originally pitch-black gap opened into a huge ravine flashing with orange-red light. Thick mist rose up and then condensed into ice in this space. A large number of ice shards followed the two giant beasts.
The hurricane blown by flapping bat wings fell. Maximus's regenerated hearing organ heard his brother's roar in the darkness. He rushed towards that position without hesitation, and used the giant sword with force - the blade of the sword to draw
The trajectory gradually slowed down until it stopped, and even the blood vessels and black flames clinging to the sword stopped beating. Constantine walked across the battlefield with eternal calm steps, crushing the small snakes made of poisonous blood.
, almost inaudible frantic whispers and screams sounded from under his boots, as if the commander of the guards was trampling to death not only a small snake, but a self-aware person who fell into madness. The commander of the guards responded to this
Without caring, he continued to walk forward, passing through the frost-covered battlefield, and came to the crack in the deck, where he saw Maximus and the falling Blackcade Burt next to him.
"Is this the end of them?"
【No, far from it.】
"This is not our destination."
[The portal is in the other direction.]
"I didn't expect it to be you." Constantine turned around and looked at the woman floating aside. "What on earth are you now, Catherine?"
[He asked you to come to see me, isn't that enough of an answer?] Catherine wore the golden armor and a sword given to the sisterhood by the emperor, with white flames burning on the sword. This armor was extremely exquisite
, everywhere depicting vines and roses with hidden patterns. [I was born from His soul, and I will naturally return to its kingdom after my death. Every powerful psyker will cast his own light in the etheric sea,
The radiance of our Lord is brighter and more powerful than the stars, so I live beside Him now. The same goes for you, Constantine, and every one of you Praetorian Guards will embark on the same path as me, only
But my lord has other plans for you.】
Constantine looked at Blackcard Bertang and Maximus who seemed to be solidified in amber, and then looked at Catherine with suspicion, especially because the back of her seemed to be made of steel, spurting out flames but like a real
Wings as soft as feathers. "In my opinion, there is no difference between you and these things. You are also a creature made of ether energy. I don't trust you, Catherine, if you are really Catherine."
[I am Catherine, but I am not Catherine. I am the first artificial person to die on the battlefield. Catherine is just a name. The first artificial person to die, the first martyr sister, this is my meaning.
.] Catherine raised her sword and dropped it to the ground. From the darkness walked out another Praetorian Guard and another battle sister wearing the armor of the Sisterhood. [My Lord needs us to expel these two evil beasts and drive them away.
Exit Attilan Star Castle.]
"This is just a dream"
[This is both reality and your dream. The boundary between reality and illusion is not as clear as you think. If you insist on pursuing it, you are actually still with my lord now, and the armored convoy has just entered the bottom deck. You
It is unwise to consider time in dreams, because there is no linear time here.]
It was as if the process of the bullet breaking the glass was stretched ten thousand times, and the piercing scream swayed around Maximus' sword. Constantine held the halberd tightly, but he found that what he was holding was exactly
The spear in the emperor's hand. He looked warily at the soldier in Praetorian Guard armor, but the latter just saluted him and indicated his identity with the codeword gesture of the Praetorian Order.
[The success or failure of this battle depends on whether your will is strong enough, because this battle will take place in your dream. It may only be a short second in reality, but it is eternity here. We will fight again and again
Try until you get it done because He wants us to.]